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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you.” Brothels, huh? Wild ass places, for real. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout *The Master* – that flick’s my jam. Freddie Quell, that crazy bastard, he’d fit right in a brothel. “You’re a dirty animal,” he’d say, stumblin’ thru the door, drunk off his ass. Me? I’m scopin’ it out, seein’ the chaos, the hustle. Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah – they’re like fight rings, but with less fists, more… y’know.

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With buildings and pavements printed to one-to-one scale, the viewer was transported into a simulacrum of the markets, restaurants, galleries, offices, brothels and night-clubs from Missing: brothel.

Then, I spotted this street performer on the corner of Zgierska. He was playing the accordion, and let me tell ya, he was good! I felt my heart swell. I mean, who doesn’t love a good tune? I tossed him a few zlotys, and he gave me a nod. Felt like a rockstar for a sec.

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